My House of Horrors

“Boom!”

The one-armed man's body fell in the hallway, and his only remaining arm drooped softly.

“One on one is a lot easier.” Chen Guo grabbed the hammer and looked at the deformed face. He was wearing the hospital doctor's uniform. His face seemed to have undergone skin transplantation surgery, which looked very unwieldy anyway.

No bullshit, no opening remarks, and the first reaction after Chen Song saw his deformed face was - a smashed skull hammer hit him on the shoulder.

Tonight's highlight is the third ward, before entering the ward, Chen Gong wants as much as possible to control these guys who threaten him.

To put it this is the first real meeting between the two sides, how could the deformed face not have thought the guy behind the door would be so fierce?

Even lunatics are scared of such insane and irrational behavior. The deformed face retracted and turned and ran towards the other end of the corridor.

The one-armed man on the ground was more agile, he was used to life without hands, his lower limbs were strong, and he stood up as soon as he rolled. And then he didn't turn back, and he moved faster than a deformed face.

The two men did not even have a symbolic resistance. They fled decisively and caused Chan Song some surprises.

But he reacted quickly and chased out with a crushed hammer.

The pitch-black ward, hurried footsteps, broke the tranquillity of the night, and one “victim” trapped in the ward, with an iron hammer, chased two “behind-the-scenes killers" wildly.

The pursuit of life and death has reached the point of white-hot heat, and both sides have not even had time to speak.

Chen Gong chased from the third floor to the floor. The two psychopaths knew the terrain and ran up the other staircase. Chen Guo killed and followed closely. The three of them ran from the first floor to the fourth floor.

A few times back and forth, passing through the corridor on the third floor, the two mental illnesses in front were separated.

“Drop the car, Marshal? ”

Chan did not expect that two psychopaths would suddenly play a strategy, and he made his first choice: “The one-armed man's other arm was also broken, with only two legs left, except to run fast and threaten little. I should now do my utmost to grab that deformed face, and as soon as I get rid of him, I'll be safer in the third ward tonight. ”

Chen Gong thought clearly, but when he went after the deformed face, I didn't expect the one-armed man to stop his step and come back to stop Chen Gong.

The deformed face took the opportunity to run again to the fourth floor, where he rushed towards the corridor between the two wards.

“There are iron doors in the middle of the corridors of the second and third wards, the locking holes on the second floor have been rusted to death, the third floor has not been seen, can the fourth floor be used properly? ”

Faced with the one-armed man rushing over, Chan Song reacted very directly, aiming at the one-armed man's legs, and lifting the hammer.

It took him a few seconds to get rid of this lunatic and turn around and chase him to the fourth floor.

The deformed face in the hallway, his eyelids jumping, he feared it would be the first time he had ever seen such a resilient prey.

Entering the hallway between the second and third wards, the deformed face pushed the middle iron door open and flew into the third ward as well.

Looking at the deformed face that disappeared in the corridor of the third ward, Chen Gong did not continue to pursue it.

The dark lacquered corridor is like a monster's esophagus, giving him a very uncomfortable feeling, and the strange smell in the air becomes thicker.

“Third ward...” Chen Guo stopped in the hallway. He checked the iron door between the two wards. The iron bars on the door lock were sawed open a little bit: “These people really have saws in their hands, if they catch them, the consequences are unimaginable. ”

Running for a few minutes, Chen Gong was a little tired, and he sprayed a circle of salt near the iron gate to mark it.

Back in the second ward, Chen Gong dragged a one-armed man who couldn't move his hands or feet into the laundry room.

As soon as this man showed up, the faces of the three men in the iron cage all changed.

The woman in the middle was the one who hit the edge of the iron cage and seemed to be trying to escape the place.

“What have you done? How dare you scare someone to death?” Chen Gong is not soft on deformed faces and one-armed men at all, one of the main reasons being that they are most likely suspected of murder, or the very bad kind of love knot.

The one-armed man lay on the ground. Chen Song only realized the problem at this time. When the one-armed man broke his arm and leg, he did not make a sound.

“Can't this man feel the pain?” Chen Gong didn't torture people's nasty taste, so he wouldn't do a boring experiment, just tear up some sheets and tie a one-armed man to a corner pipe.

After doing all this, Chen Gong picked up the camera on the ground and reinstalled it on his wrist: “Now the initiative is slowly in my hands, and it's time to enter ward three. ”

He took the time to look at the live broadcast room, and his popularity had surpassed 80,000, and that number was rising.

Probably the reason for the hammer attack and passion rush just now, Chen Song's live broadcast room is hot, far more than other equally popular broadcast rooms.

“The momentum is very strong. My live broadcast should have a better view than Qin Guang's live broadcast. This will surely capture popularity from him.” Chen Gong roughly swept the screen of Shuiyu, breaking the record in popularity, but the rhythm between the broadcasts was a little out of control.

On his side, he was shocked by the iron cage in his clothes stack, his chest broke his arm, and he ran for a dozen minutes in a psychiatric hospital with a big hammer.

This unprecedented live broadcast, blow up the live broadcast room!

Some people exaggerate that Chen Song is intentionally doing the show, and the results are first-rate; some say that he is just petting the crowd; and even fewer straightforward water friends, when they see the iron cage man, they call the police directly, the barrage takes off in the live broadcast room, and everything they say, they are just short of the whole platform human flesh.

Nor did Chen Song anticipate that Mizuyu's reaction would be so intense. He couldn't help but be thankful that he had not given a detailed live address from the beginning, but that it was a legendary psychiatric hospital.

Eighty thousand people look at it a lot, scattered all over the country is just a drop of water in the human sea, even if there are several Jiujiang locals, they don't necessarily know where the third rehabilitation center is, after all, this place has been abandoned for many years.

Without an address, it's hard for the police to deal with, even if Mizumi finds a real live broadcast of Chan Song through various leads, it's probably the second half of the night.

Hiding the shapely shattered skull hammer behind him, Chen Song chirped a few words against the camera, softening the atmosphere and guiding the live broadcast room towards acting and scripting.

Speaking of which, he was also a pain in the ass, and all the other anchors feared that their scripts would be seen through, and spent a lot of money designing dramas, inviting professional actors to play passers-by and force surprises.

Turns out, when he gets to Chan Gong, the plot is really scared even if he saw it himself. “Surprise” has not been broken. If the wave is higher than a wave, it can't stop!